The old monk noticed Mo Chu's strange behavior and couldn't help frowning, "Why, you know that woman named Sun Yi!"
Mo Chu suddenly came to his senses and shook his head, "I don't know him!"
The old monk grabbed a handful of grass, put it gently in the palm of his hand, folded his hands and rubbed it hard. "That's right, how could you possibly know her! She is the eldest daughter of the Sun family, and you..." the old monk laughed.
He smiled, "He's just a little monk who can't even protect himself. The difference between status and status is simply a matter of clouds and mud!"
The old monk smiled and said, "Hey, don't look at me, old monk, who has been in such a field. In fact, I am very powerful! Even the master of his Sun family and the Zhenyuan Hall will be inferior to me when he sees me, and he only dares to compete with the younger generation."
Self-proclaimed!"
When Mo Chu heard these words, he smiled slightly!
"Hey, boy, what's your expression!" The old monk seemed a little annoyed when he saw Mo Chu's expression.
"Believe it, why don't you believe it!" Mo Chu looked at the old monk and still smiled slightly.
"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore!" The old monk seemed to have lost interest. He shook his head and lay on the straw bed, minding his own business.
The old monk seemed a little unwilling. He said again, "You don't have to believe it now. When your cultivation is higher and your eye sockets are deeper, you will know how powerful I am, old monk!"
The old monk seemed a little proud when he said this, and began to talk slowly, talking about those past years, how powerful and severe his master was, how miserable he was beaten before, how many slaps he received on his hands, and how many times he had been beaten while practicing.
How amazing and brilliant, how incomparable!
He didn't care whether anyone was listening or not, he seemed to be talking to himself, and from time to time he would say a few words of emotion, as if this was the only way to be worthy of those turbulent years.
The old monk kept talking. Sometimes Mo Chu was listening, and sometimes he was speechless, and his thoughts flew to nowhere!
However, Mo Chu wrote down some things that the old monk said that were not important to the old monk but were very important to Mo Chu. For example, there are nineteen prefectures in the world, among which Longyao Prefecture is the largest and most powerful.
There are many sects, among which the Lord of Heaven is in Longyao Prefecture, sitting in the center of heaven and earth, suppressing countless powerful people!
There are only four major sects, sixteen sects, and thirty-two surnames, each of which is located in the four directions. It can be said that it is at the peak of the sky.
For example, in Yunzhou where Mo Chu is currently located, Yunxia Sect, one of the sixteen sects, is in charge of suppressing one party. He can be said to be the local emperor of this state, but
In terms of strength, the sixteen sects can only belong to one lower reaches!
Among the fifty-two sects, except for the four major sects, the surnames are the most powerful. The other forty-eight sects have different surnames, and their strength is also uneven.
Mo Chu didn't have much interest in these things. I'm afraid it didn't take the old monk to tell him. Even if he caught a monk at random, he could explain it clearly to him without any reward.
"I remember a few days ago, someone, maybe because they were full and had nothing to do, or for some other reason, actually published a third-grade list, which included all the geniuses in the entire Fierce Domain and divided them into three grades. Among them, there were a hundred people in the upper grade.
There are two hundred people in the second level and four hundred people in the third level, ranked according to strength, talent, and record!"
After saying this, the old monk looked at Mo Chu, "What's wrong with that girl from the Sun family?"
Mo Chu shook his head.
"First grade, ninth grade!" the old monk said with a smile.
"It's a pity that such an extremely talented person has to be a victim of the family. The same goes for that old guy. If I were to be the head of the Sun family, I would definitely bring people to kill them. There is no way to get married!"
"Who is she going to marry?" Mo Chu spoke slowly and calmly.
The old monk was a little surprised and asked for the first time, "Why are you interested in this? I advise you not to think about it, kid!"
"I'm just more interested!" Mo Chu said again, his tone was unhurried and somewhat eloquent.
"The one he wants to marry is the son of the master of Zhenyun Palace. He can be regarded as a genius, but he is still far behind that girl Sun Yi, who is only ranked in the second rank of nineteen. That is, relying on Zu Yin's talent
Marry with the Sun family, otherwise there is no chance of becoming someone on the first-grade list!"
Once the old monk opened his chat box, he couldn't close it and kept talking.
"But in my opinion, old monk, it's not completely impossible for you to meet that girl from the Sun family. As long as you can enter the first-class ranking list and then participate in that...that bullshit martial arts competition, you can meet her.
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Lao He said slowly, and then glanced at Mo Chu, "Although Gen Gu is not as good as the old monk and me, it is still passable. As long as you are willing to work hard, it is completely possible!"
"Practice is important, but it is not everything. Perseverance is equally important, or even more important."
"Is there anyone who has all the talent, opportunity, perseverance?" Mo Chu looked at the old monk and asked with a smile.
"Yes!" The old monk did not disappoint.
"Except for the group of people on the first-grade list, I am the only disciple!" The old monk was a little proud!
Mo Chu was speechless.
After saying that, there was no follow-up and he just drank by himself.
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The two of them stayed until the evening, when the sun was setting.
I guess Mo Chu also lost interest, so he stood up slowly and was about to pack up his things and leave with two monks, an old man and a young man.
Just then, Guan Jianian arrived belatedly.
"Senior!" Guan Jianian opened the temple door, and he was alone without any followers.
I saw him walking quickly to the steps and cupping his hands at Mo Chu who was just walking out of the door!
The old monk and the young monk were about to have a fit. They looked like they wanted to scold them, and their faces turned red. However, Mo Chu held them down and signaled them not to speak.
Mo Chu slowly said, "I found the thing!"
Guan Jianian nodded, "There happens to be a plant of Long Yang Cao that the senior wanted in the family. Although the grade of the rest of the herbs he was looking for was not high, only two or three types were found. They have been placed in the Najie according to the quantity required by the senior. Please take a look at it, senior!"
Mo Chu took the ring and did not examine it, but just put it on his hand gently.
Guan Jianian seemed a little embarrassed. After speaking, he lowered his head and stood there like a wooden stake.
"It's okay!" Mo Chu said with a smile, "I'm so grateful to have found these. If I don't know how to measure things, I'm afraid a good thing will turn into an evil thing!"
"It just so happens that we are going to the city too. Why don't you, Master, come with us?" Mo Chu said with a smile, and the strength in his hand suddenly became a little stronger. The pain made the two of them grimace in despair!
Guan Jianian was flattered, "Can...is it okay?"
Mo Chu nodded, "We're just going into the city together. There are so many rules. Everyone can walk on the road that belongs to everyone. You can walk however you want. Is there anything that says it's okay or not?"
After saying that, he released his hands, led the three of them out of the temple gate, and walked towards Qingfeng City!